Twisted Confessions

"Bless me daddy, for I have sinned."



Geoff Vasily was a sick bastard. He was depraved.



I knew something was off about him the moment I saw his slicked golden hair and stony gray eyes.



I used to live a cheap, albeit independent life supporting myself and my mother, despite my eighteen years of existence.



The day he walked into the cafè, I knew the Devil had just walked into our lives. I told her not to take the card, but she didn't listen.



Now, he doesn't even look at my mother. He's fixated on me.



My stepfather. My doom.



Warning : This book is an age-gap, taboo romance, with dubious consent. If anyone is sensitive to this, I advise you not to read it.